| [00:03.23] | |
| [00:05.79] | The circle is loaded |
| [00:15.93] | Like a spinning typhoon |
| [00:26.27] | It's the first day of fall |
| [00:35.65] | In this cool air applause |
| [00:40.90] | Skinny arms and all |
| [00:46.28] | How soft her scarf smells |
| [00:55.92] | Cigarettes and camomile |
| [01:06.03] | Her hair like a teenage song |
| [01:16.77] | Unearthing swarms |
| [01:21.16] | Alien and warm with charm |
| [01:35.84] | I feel summer sweeping out feel myself freezing like a water spout |
| [01:50.26] | Darling of the shadow skull |
| [02:00.37] | Where memory hides |
| [02:05.83] | Waiting for the sight of charm |
| [02:31.27] | The glass is high filled up with funny fumes |
| [02:36.23] | And it brings a comfort that will soon consume |
| [02:41.04] | Fill up this ragtop rising from the dumpster |
| [02:46.08] | For i am leaving soon and i'm trying hard to say that |
| [02:50.91] | Everything that's green turns gold |
| [03:00.97] | I am touching her and she is touching me we're null |